i think my mouth was feeling a bit sexy. and so i fed it:
a mangrus (citrussy mango). mangoes are the plant world's answer to steamy, passionate warm-blooded coupling. slippery, pungent-almost-funky. i always feel, as i wipe her juices from my chin, that i've done something a little naughty with my mango.
and then a firm-boiled egg. not hard, not soft, but hard enough to hold together when i popped the whole thing into my mouth, and soft enough to explode yellow goo onto my tongue-teeth-lips when my mouth closed around it.
and now i feel fantastic.
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